Angels hiding in the dark recesses of the masochistic mind
Running from each shattered image but slowed by unremembered fears,
desires left untouched by hearts that cannot feel.
Searching eyes slammed shut, by a candle held too close
Mirrors turned to wisps of smoke that have drawn away the air
Forced to suffocate while drowning in this blind escape,
numb to all perception in my wake.
Harried on by tortured spirits that lurk beneath the windowpanes,
Demons hiding in the dark recesses of your mind.

 
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